Chapter One: The Young Immortal Lord Asi

Celestial music drifted through the heavens, ethereal and distant. White-robed fairies danced gracefully in the clouds.

“A Si, why are you still sitting here?” came a gentle voice.

It was a celestial maiden clothed in white. Today was the Queen Mother of the West’s birthday, and all the immortals in the heavens had gathered to celebrate—but A Si was nowhere to be found. So, she had come out searching.

A Si sat by the edge of the lotus pond, her pink silk robes billowing delicately in the breeze. Her fair, slender legs dangled into the water, playfully stirring the surface. On hearing the other’s voice, she turned and smiled, dimples faintly appearing on her cheeks. Her dark, luminous eyes were tinged with the haze of intoxication—so sweet and alluring.

“Sister Chaoyun, I think I might be drunk...” she blinked, her words slurring just a little.

Her pink dress floated atop the water, blending with the blooming lotuses in the pond. Chaoyun approached and, sure enough, saw that A Si was clutching a wine jar in her arms. She reached out and poked A Si’s forehead, laughing. “You’re the most obedient one in all the heavenly palace. How did you end up sneaking wine before the feast even began?”

A Si puffed out her cheeks in protest, her dark eyes growing even more dewy. With one arm holding tightly to the wine, she pointed with the other at a nearby tree, her tongue thick as she insisted, “I didn’t steal it! Xiao Bai gave it to me!”

As she finished speaking, Chaoyun saw a long black snake slip out from A Si’s collar. “Yinyin is clearly a black snake, yet you stubbornly insist on calling him Xiao Bai.”

Chaoyun dared only to observe the little snake from afar. This was the very serpent that once bit the God of War, and only in A Si’s presence did it behave so tamely.

A Si reached out a delicate, jade-like hand and gently stroked Xiao Bai’s head. “He’s not a snake at all,” she said softly. “Yinyin is just a little dragon that hasn’t grown up yet.”

Xiao Bai coiled himself around A Si’s arm, his dark eyes fixed intently on her face. Gazing into her drunken eyes, he suddenly drew nearer, pressing his head to her lips.

A Si’s lips parted in surprise, startled by Xiao Bai’s sudden approach. When she felt the soft touch against her mouth, she finally understood and turned her head away, puffing her cheeks in indignation. With a hint of admonishment, she tapped Xiao Bai’s head. “How could you do that? There’s no wine in my mouth—it’s all here...”

Chaoyun watched as the tipsy A Si lifted the little black snake and, without hesitation, dropped him into the wine jar.

A Si let out a startled cry. “How did he get in there?” She looked up at Chaoyun, flustered and confused. She had only meant for Xiao Bai to have a taste, but how had he ended up entirely inside?

Afraid Xiao Bai might drown, A Si hurriedly poured all the wine from the jar straight into the lotus pond. Chaoyun tried to stop her, but it was too late.

The lotus pond had been cultivated by the God of War over tens of thousands of years as a gift for his wife. Long ago, this land was left barren after the war between gods and demons. To earn his wife’s smile, the God of War spent millennia nurturing this pond until it bloomed as it did today. And now, A Si had poured all her wine into it.

As the wine splashed into the pond, A Si quickly reached in and grabbed Xiao Bai. “I caught you!” she cried, her eyes narrowing with joy, cheeks glowing with a rosy blush.

Chaoyun sighed, regretting she had come searching for her at all. She was just about to help A Si back to her palace, lest she tumble headfirst into the pond and make a spectacle of herself. But before she could reach her—

The little snake in A Si’s hand suddenly began to grow. Its smooth body became covered in layer upon layer of black scales that gleamed like precious stones. Unaware that she now sat astride Xiao Bai, A Si beamed at Chaoyun. “See, Sister Chaoyun, I wasn’t lying—Xiao Bai is a dragon, not a snake!”

She sat atop the black dragon, her pink silk robes fluttering in the wind, ribbons trailing across the dragon’s face. Chaoyun watched in awe as the dragon’s deep, unfathomable eyes brimmed with a love so intense it could not be dispelled.

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[Author’s Note]

1. Heroine: A Si. Hero: Shang Yuan (whom the heroine calls Xiao Bai). She’s a pampered little darling; he’s a fierce and possessive antihero.
2. As the title and synopsis suggest, the hero is a true villain—obsessive, intense, and devoted, yet sometimes as gentle as a puppy. He can be anything the heroine desires!
3. This is a fledgling new work that needs lots of love and care! Please leave your comments and recommendations, and don’t forget those five-star reviews!

Dear readers, I hope you’ll leave a little love for this story. The heroine is super sweet, the hero is incredibly flirty! You’ll regret it if you don’t read on. Stay tuned—our heroine has many surprises in store and is a truly formidable lady!